Day Some times I love cold, rainy days. Snuggle in a blanket reading or watching movies. Listening to the rain and watching it fall. Watching the trees sway in the wind. Today was one of those perfect days.
“On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.” ― Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time